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Chapter 817 President Fang, you know [two -in -one](4/4)

Promoted from Saint Level 1 to Saint Level 6.

And the Dantian inner lake is completely full.

The immeasurable scriptures and the power of spiritual consciousness have made all-round progress. Such a huge progress, if you let yourself practice independently, I am afraid it will take at least a year!

It’s like saving a year of time all of a sudden, what a deal!

With such strength, Fang Che felt that he could simply walk sideways after going out.

Yan Beihan also guessed that Fang Che was going to leave, so he held a grand practice banquet.

"We'll leave tomorrow morning!"

Fang Che agreed.

After drinking that day, Yanbei Hanyouda came to Fang Che's room again.

"What else is missing?"

Yan Beihan asked.

Fang Che was about to say, "I lack everything," but Yan Beihan was already thinking about himself and said: "I have prepared twenty thousand kilograms of blood ginseng liquid for you, and then five hundred kilograms of various elixirs.

Come on. Do you still have your wine?"

"No more, finished drinking." Fang Che made an embarrassed expression.

I'm actually a little embarrassed.

I always feel like I'm being a freeloader.

"Then I will give you another five hundred altars."

Yan Beihan said: "Come to me again after drinking! These wines are medicinal wines that strengthen the foundation, increase the foundation, and promote the slow growth of spiritual energy. Although the effect becomes weaker the more you drink it, drinking too much is better than not drinking at all.

, forming a strong foundation in the body, which will be good for the future.”

"Yes, thank you Master Yan."

Fang Che is really grateful.

Then Yan Beihan coughed and said, "Since you thank me so much, then I want something from you?"

Fang Che was a little confused: What do I have that you want?

Yan Beihan said: "Do you still have your Qiongxiao flower?"

Fang Che patted his head, he really did have that stuff, and there were a lot of them, but he had to keep them for Dongfang Sansan.

"I have three more!"

Fang Che vowed, then smiled bitterly: "Originally there were more, but after they were taken away by Vice Chief Yan, hey..."

"You told me this last time."

Yan Beihan said: "Give me five."

"..."

Fang Che's face was distorted. You don't understand human language, right? I said I only have three plants, but you suddenly want five!?

But now that Yan Beihan opened his mouth, he could only take out five plants with a nonchalant look on his face: "That's all..."

Yan Beihan snorted and took it over.

She rolled her eyes angrily, grabbed the soft flesh around his waist, and said, "There are three more! Three more! I'll give you three!"

Fang Che grinned in pain: "Hiss...hiss...spare my life..."

Yan Beihan let go of his hand. He also felt that this kind of twisting was a bit presumptuous, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

Then he was still a little worried that Fang Che was looking down on him. After all, girls' behavior of twisting people's waists is not allowed for ordinary people, unless they are husbands, lovers, brothers and sisters related by blood, etc...

But to the Night Demon...

So he threw out three soundproof barriers and said calmly: "I'm afraid your identity is no longer a secret to Feng Yun. You should be aware of this."

Fang Che's eyes widened: "Who is Dong Yunyu?"

Yan Beihan chuckled and said meaningfully: "I'm talking about another identity."

He stood up, walked to the door, turned around, smiled, and said lightly: "Mr. Fang, you understand!"
Chapter completed!
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